embers with the slightest breath
awaken in the night
the little bits of tinder
giving rise to cherry light
husband wife or lover
adding fuel to nascent blaze
hungers for the roaring flame
to burst from smokey haze
but slow
anticipation is as much
as arching moan in passion
gently
oh so gently
share the quiet ember's breath
linger in the teasing promise
of that ruby glow
© 2015 Frederick Andrew ~ All rights reserved
Inspired by an Evelyn Elizabeth g+ post
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